Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 311 What? Are you dissatisfied?

"Calling a goblin a teacher?"

Hearing such a request, Teramus couldn't help but feel surprised.

It is not uncommon for the immortal species to seek out the short-lived species as their teachers, especially when the other party is highly skilled and powerful. This not only does not damage the nobility of their bloodline, but can also add a bit of glory.

His elder brother is a typical example; as the offspring of a golden dragon and a six-winged seraph, he sought a holy warrior as his teacher.

Although this teacher's strength is a little weak, his character and morality can make up for the lack of strength, so no one has any objections to this, after all, he is a holy knight.

But what are these goblins in front of us? There is no need to talk about their strength. These goblins seem to be very noisy, but in fact, none of them can fight. As for morality, to be honest, what morality can a group of green-skinned goblins have?
Let a group of greenskins be his teachers? Are you kidding? He is a golden dragon, even if he has learned necromancy, but he can't be too outrageous.

"Yes, this is your father's request. No matter who you want to learn knowledge from, you should call the other person a teacher."

The dragon fairy who was responsible for leading the way for Tyramus answered.

"If they really have the knowledge I need and they are really skilled, I will follow the etiquette and address them correctly."

Tyramus looked at the goblins surrounding the iron giant and did not reject them on the spot. He arrogantly declared that he would never accept a goblin as a teacher.

Because his curiosity was still burning, he was very curious about why his father would recruit a group of goblins to serve him.

Because according to his understanding, his father would never like goblins, unless these goblins were really outstanding and irreplaceable.

"What is this giant? A super giant golem?"

Telramus fell from the air and came to the head of the iron giant, where five goblins were active and arguing with each other over a structure that looked like an accessory on the giant's head.

However, what embarrassed the Son of the Holy Dragon was that neither his arrival nor his inquiries attracted the attention of even a single goblin.

Even though the goblins were very close to him, not one of them glanced at him. They were all immersed in their own world, arguing with their companions, speaking a language he could understand but whose specific meaning he had no idea of.

"This is the heir of His Majesty the Holy Dragon Noah, Your Highness Teramus. Please answer His Highness' questions now."

The dragon fairy arrived, but along with it came the awe-inspiring dragon power, which instantly ended the argument among the goblins and forced them to turn their attention to existence other than each other.

"Your Highness Tyramus? If you are the descendant of the Holy Dragon, why are you asking such a stupid question? How does it look the same as a golem? Is it just because they are both made of metal?"

Even with the dragon's might, the goblin who spoke first was not polite at all.

"That's right. You don't even recognize the Giant God Soldier. Why are you coming here to waste our time? This is not an amusement park, and we are not babysitters to play with children."

The second goblin engineer followed closely behind, venting his dissatisfaction.

"If you want to have fun, go find someone else. We really don't have time."

Tyramus was shocked by the outrageous remarks made by the goblins in front of him.

He found it hard to believe that the goblin could have no respect for the golden dragon. Although he was young, his body was not small at all.

With a body length of 17 meters, he could crush the goblins into minced meat just by swinging his tail. However, none of the goblins in front of him showed any fear or awe, and they even wanted to drive him away.

This was enough to show how well these guys were taken care of under his father's management. They must have seen dragons that were stronger or more terrifying than themselves, so they could be so presumptuous.

"Your Highness Teramus is here to study, not to have fun."

"Study? Study what?"

The goblin, who seemed to be only enough to fill the gaps between Tyramus' teeth, looked up and down at the young golden dragon in front of him, with a critical look in his eyes.
"Most of the weapons and armaments we manufacture are not suitable for noble dragons like you. As for the few weapons, even if we manufacture them at our current level, you probably won't even bother with them."

"Did you create this Giant God Soldier?"

If he had just seen the Iron Giant, Teramus would not have been able to recognize it, but when the name of the Giant God came out, some of the knowledge in his bloodline was immediately evoked.

"Of course we made it. Maybe you don't believe it, but this is the masterpiece of us goblins."

The five goblins straightened their backs unconsciously, making their bodies appear less hunched.

"Can it move?"

Telramus asked with some anticipation. If the goblins in front of him mastered the technology to create Giant God Soldiers, then he would be very willing to acknowledge their status as teachers as long as they could learn the relevant manufacturing technology.

"It's not complete yet and can't be moved."

After hearing the questions asked by Telramus, the goblin engineer's originally defiant expression suddenly became listless, and the five goblins' gazes became evasive, but they were still trying to make up for it.

“That’s what we’re attacking now.”

"Your father, the noble Majesty Noah, only asked us to restore the complete manufacturing technology of the Giant God Soldier."

Tyramus understood why these goblins were so arrogant, but after hearing that they had not yet fully recovered their technology, the Son of the Holy Dragon was no longer polite.
"Can't move? Isn't it just a giant human-shaped piece of scrap metal?"

Tyramus' words were like cold water dropped into a boiling oil pan, which instantly exploded. The emotions of several goblin engineers became extremely excited in an instant.
"How could you say that?"

"How can this be scrap metal?"

"We just haven't formed it yet!"

"You don't understand the Titan Soldier at all. You don't even know what mechanical engineering is."

"That's right, you don't know anything, you are not qualified to comment."

Seeing the goblins in front of him jumping up in anger and loudly refuting him, Tyramus just found it interesting. He flicked his tail lightly, then skillfully released his dragon power, violently silencing the goblins, and then stretched out his dragon claws and pointed downwards.
“I don’t really understand what you call mechanical engineering, but I can tell that some of the parts on this Giant God Soldier are at least three hundred years old.

That is to say, you spent at least as long as these parts have existed to build it. The fact that it has not been completed in such a long time is enough to show that you are incapable of completing the Giant God Soldier with your own technology and resources."

Telramus had a confident look on his face. The goblin engineers, who were originally red in the face due to anger, now looked listless under the pressure of the dragon's might. They sat down on the ground, revealing the expressions they should have when being suppressed by the dragon's might.

After seeing the goblins in such a miserable state, Tyramus withdrew his dragon power, and the goblin engineers quickly got up from the ground.
"My father provided you with resources to help improve the Giant God Soldier. As the son of the Holy Dragon, I think I should be qualified to participate in it." "But you don't understand mechanical engineering at all..."

"I can learn. If you goblins can master this knowledge, why can't I master it?"

"But you are a dragon. Even if you have mastered the knowledge of mechanics and engineering, once you put it into practical use, can you tolerate dirt and oil?"

"I don't want to repeat myself. If you can do it, I can do it too."

Under the stunned gaze of the Dragon Fairy, the noble Son of the Holy Dragon chose to live with a group of goblins day and night without hesitation, without even giving her a chance to advise him.

"Your Highness, why did you choose to be here?"

After seeing that Tyramus and several goblin engineers had completed a schedule for studying mechanical engineering, the dragon fairy couldn't help but ask out of curiosity,
"This is a dark place where even the sun cannot shine, and it is completely ruled by goblins. Even you cannot be too harsh on the goblins or force them to do anything. Living with them day and night is really detrimental to your noble status."

"This is the Giant God Soldier!"

Telramus did not listen to a word of the dragon fairy's advice or interference. He just raised his head and stared at the giant god standing in the steel-forged world with his sharp eyes.

"But the manufacturing technology of the Giant God Soldier mastered by these goblins is not perfect. It will take a long time to manufacture a real Giant God Soldier. There is no need for you to waste time here."

"This is not a waste of time. The only imperfection is the technology mastered by the goblins, but we can use our methods to complete it and create a giant soldier belonging to the dragon clan."

The more Tyramus looked at the Giant God Soldier, the more he liked it. Because in his eyes, this steel giant was just a silent corpse, waiting for him to inject soul into it, so that it could move again.

Besides, his current goal is not to create a real Giant God Soldier, but to replace his shadow guards with steel bodies that cannot be recognized as undead.

He could simplify the design of the Giant God Soldier based on the existing technology of the goblins. The research of the goblins in front of him could not be said to be exactly in line with his needs, but it could only be said that some of the technology was precisely at the point where he needed it.

“You actually have such a great wish!”

The dragon fairy was amazed at the goal set by Telramus.

"However, according to my duty, I will report all of this to His Majesty Noah."

"It's okay, go and report!"

Tyramus waved his dragon claw nonchalantly.

"Let him be, as long as he likes it!"

Noah naturally didn't care that his offspring chose to hang out with a group of goblins all day, and he was even quite relieved.

Because this kid did not discriminate against the knowledge possessed by the goblins because of their racial status, and was willing to put aside his attitude and learn from them. This is rare for a dragon.

It was for this reason that Noah also slightly tilted some of the resources in the territory toward the Giant God Workshop led by the goblins. Not only did he increase the annual budget amount, but he also gave priority to young and energetic spellcasters in the Giant God Workshop.

After all, it was his own cub, how could he not take care of it? With Noah's resources, Telramus quickly found the metal material that could carry and contain the soul fire.

However, a single metal material is not stable enough, especially when facing an extremely complex and changeable battlefield environment. He needs to use this material as the main body, add other materials, and refine a special alloy to meet the requirements of the Undead Legion.

"What's wrong with this kid? Isn't his research talent first-rate?"

Noah, who always keeps an eye on the research progress of his cub, can get the most detailed first-hand report. Teramus doesn't want to hide it from his old father, he only needs to hide it from the people around him.

Therefore, Noah had a very high opinion of Teramus. Compared with many human scholars sent to the Titan Workshop, Teramus's knowledge base in research was not weak at all. He had an extraordinary talent and an enviable research intuition, and the routes he chose were often correct.

"My Terra is clearly a genius!"

Rumble~
Just when Noah overturned his adoptive mother's evaluation of her child, the space above the Mage City suddenly twisted, and then was torn apart by a powerful force. A girl with disheveled hair, holding a scepter, and bare feet fell from the sky.

"I am back!"

The girl's figure only stayed in the sky above the Mage City for a moment. The next moment, before the strong men in the city of Elishim noticed her, she had already disappeared. When she appeared again, she had already stepped into Noah's bedroom.

"I'm exhausted old lady!"

"How's the inspection going? Are you interested in partnering with me?"

Noah looked at the legendary wizard in front of him who was enveloped in heavy elemental halos and looked like a descended goddess of magic. He felt the noisy and boiling elements around her. The restless elements could fully explain what the wizard had just experienced.

"Of course I am interested, but we need to discuss the profit sharing. This trip of mine is not just for inspection."

"Did you fight with those two orcs?"

Noah could only see that the legendary wizard in front of him was engaged in a high-intensity battle, but as for who he was fighting against, that was impossible to tell.

"I have met the Northwest Hammer King."

Serena snorted.

"Northwest Hammer King? What was the result?"

Noah's expression was subtle for a moment, but he soon understood who the so-called Hammer King was.

"That hammer king will need at least twenty years to recover from his injuries, so if you don't raise the stakes, I'll have to take at least 60% of the profit."

"You used the Great Summoning Technique?"

Noah believed that with his adoptive mother's ability, even if she encountered a demigod, even if she was defeated, she could retreat after some mediation. However, to severely injure a demigod was obviously beyond her ability.

"Hmm, what? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, you can learn from me!"

“I can’t learn it!”

(End of this chapter)